𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽𝔂 𝓣𝔀𝓸

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Derek's point of view

I've texted and called Lemon I don't know how many times and I haven't gotten anything back from her.

I've even sent different kinds of flowers to her place, they all notify me that she's received them but Lemon hasn't sent a thank you or nothing.

I get I screwed up but come on I've sent her flowers, different flowers for that matter. There's not many men in this generation to send woman flowers anymore.

I'm not good at whatever relationship we have with each other, I've been single for so long that I'm not use to a woman being pissed at me.

Lemon doesn't look like the type of woman to forgive easily.

I've been in California for a little over fives weeks now, I've been trying everything to get back to Lemon.

Rafa and Antonio won't let up yet.

Elena hasn't shown anything that indicates that she's been contacting Lemon or knows where she's at, I know it's a lie but everyone else is slowly believing she knows nothing.

Which means anyway know they are going to send me back to Seattle and that means I'm going to work my ass for her forgiveness.

I'm also getting weird vibes that Lemon has met someone else, maybe that's why she's not bothering to send me anything plus we never clarified what we are.

What on earth is Lemon doing at this moment?.

Lemon's point of view

I'm kinda of regretting giving Derek my number, he hasn't stopped texting and calling me.

Which I'm guessing since he "realized" he forgot to notify me when he got home, I've been reading Derek's text messages non stop.

The first text he sent me basically told me he was sorry that he was on his way home till he got a business call telling him they needed him out of state for awhile.

Which I've would've been fine with that text if I've received it three days after that night but over two weeks? Fuck that.

Flowers, every inch of my house is covered with different flowers. I love that he's stressing over this, it's what he deserves.

Speaking of flowers the flower delivery man will be here in five seconds, he comes everyday at the same time.

Five, four, three, two, one.

The knocking begins, I make my way to the door and open it.

"Hi Steven, how are you today?"

Steven and I have gotten on a first name basis since he's been delivery the flowers. Steven makes his way in my place trying to find a spot to put these red roses down.

"I'm doing fine and you Lemon?" I helped moved some flowers over to put the ones he has in his hands down. "I'm doing fine as well thank you for asking."

Steven couldn't help but look around my place and shake his head.

"Lemon I told myself I wouldn't ask but I've been here every single day what did this man to?." I couldn't help but laugh at his question.

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